The First Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy-Four Chapters Acacia Fruit Two

"Do you still remember the inheritance in Hehuan Palace?" Qin Molin suddenly changed the topic.

Feng Xingying looked stunned, and then retorted with a small mouth:

"The inheritance in the Hehuan Palace, as long as the two of us have the same mind, we can practice together, and we don't necessarily have to communicate physically like the world's rumors."

"Xiaoying, you always thought about this, do you blame me for not communicating with your body?"

"..." Feng Xingying was at a loss for words, and was almost mad at him.

This bastard is getting more and more black-bellied, and he deliberately dug a hole to make her jump!

"Obviously it's you who said it first."

Qin Molin pinched Feng Xingying's puffy face and said solemnly:

"But what I want to say is that the inheritance in the Hehuan Palace has said that the fruit of acacia can assist the frost repair. As for that, you are thinking wrong."

"You." Feng Xingying was already on the verge of running away.

He pulled her into his arms and whispered in a low voice, "I just like that you want to be crooked."

Feng Xingying's heart was like a piece of ice, and it was also melted by him.

Qin Molin's lips clasped Feng Xingying's lips, Ren opened her lips and teeth familiarly, and put the pulp in her mouth into her mouth.

Feng Xingying only opposes Qin Molin verbally, but he does not reject it in his heart. He lowered his head and silently swallowed the pulp.

Not to mention, this acacia fruit is quite delicious. The entrance is fragrant and tender, the meat is sweet and juicy, and the spiritual power is abundant. It is a bit sweeter than ordinary spiritual fruit.

Qin Molin was obviously satisfied with Feng Xingying's cooperation. He took another bite of the pulp and fed it into Feng Xingying's mouth.

Feng Xingying's heart fluttered, and she simply took care of herself.

How to eat is not to eat, some people can not feed it?

Qin Molin suddenly felt as if he had done hard work, but he was content with it.

The flesh of the acacia fruit is not much, but the core accounts for half of it, which is more than double the size of the peach core.

Feng Xingying had just tasted some flavor, and it was gone.

Feng Xingying smashed his mouth and started to covet the core of Qin Molin's hand again.

After the core was pried open, there was an almond-shaped thing inside, which smelled very sweet.

Unfortunately, Feng Xingying only glanced at it, and Qin Molin swallowed the core.

"Stingy." Feng Xingying pouted and whispered.

"If you still want to eat, let Xiaoding grow a little more, and we will eat together." Qin Molin whispered in Feng Xingying's ear.

Feng Xingying didn't notice, when did she sit on his lap, like when she was feeding the pulp just now.

The two were sitting on a bench by the river, and their figures were reflected in the river.

Feng Xingying glanced at the entangled reflections and wanted to leave him embarrassedly.

However, Qin Molin's arm was like an iron hoop, and he was holding her in his arms.

Especially when he felt his burning temperature, Feng Xingying wanted to push him away.

late.

Like a fiery passion, it drowned her.

At this point, forget the time, forget the place, forget everything.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there are only two of them.

Want to love, wanton.

until three days later.

Feng Xingying woke up in a state of disintegration, and even the location was changed to the bedroom.

Outside the courtyard, Qin Molin was playing the piano, elegant and elegant, as picturesque as poetry.

Feng Xingying pushed open the window and looked at him from a distance, his heart seemed to be filled.

Yesterday, oh no, what happened three days ago, if Feng Xingying was not willing, how could it have happened?

Qin Molin is a person who keeps promises and promises. He said that he would never force Xingying again, which is naturally true.

Feng Xingying suddenly felt that after so many things, her Qin Molin seemed to be getting more and more perfect.